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My name is Kyemi. I am 14, turning 15 in a few weeks. I was playing Majora's Mask, when my screen went black. "What the hell..." A boy with blonde hair and crimson eyes stepped out. I grabbed my sword and unsheathed it. "Back the fuck up, I will kill you, I swear to GOD." A sly grin spread across his face.
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I ran as fast as I could. " you can't run away from me forever sweetheart, you are mine." He said, " what do you want from me?" I screamed at the top of my voice. I was frightened. "Isn't it obvious by now?" He asked but it was more of a statement. Suddenly, he was in front of me making me stop abruptly. He placed his hand on my face, and his fingers pierced into my skin, drawing out blood, I winced in pain. He brought his face close to mine. "You, I want you, Deva," Following that, he disappeared into thin air. My eyes flew open. My breathing was faster than usual. I had been dreaming. "It's him... Again" I whispered. "He's the one turning my dreams into nightmares." He's been doing this since the day I turned 15. I'm Deva Devona, a 20-year-old princess and the only daughter of Queen Devina. I grew up without the love of a mother. My Mother, Queen Devina, is a very powerful witch whose only worry is her kingdom. She's very powerful so she's feared by many including werewolves, vampires, and demons. Demons... Excluding the man who has been tormenting me in my dreams, even my mother fears him which means whoever he is, he's a mighty being. Little things I could gather of him told me he was indeed a very powerful person. The most powerful person in the world.Concluída
Being His Girl...
"I said I would always protect you." He said stroking a piece of my hair behind my ear. Which sent electricity through my whole body. "I don't need protecting." I said sternly looking up into his deep brown eyes. "Then let me just be able to call you mine." He said flashing me that boyish smile that makes me melt everytime I see it. "I love you." He said, and this time...I actually believed him.Concluída
Drake's Kitten (completed)
He once told me no one knows the real him.I didn't think he meant it, and not in a good way. He is a straight A student, and everyone knows it, not to mention he is on the swim team. All that though isn't the real him, the real him hides deep within himself. ---------- "Can you please tell me what that was?" I nearly shout at him. All I get is silence. He keeps his back to me. "Please, I need some explanation." I beg. I stay still as he stops dead in his tracks. His body is tense and it's scarring me. He turns around slowly to face me with his hands at his sides. His eyes meet mine, but there is no spark of any emotion in them. They are cold and dark making me look away not being able to hold his deadly stare. I feel uneasy under his gaze, and i feel his eyes burning a hole in the side of my face. "No, I won't explain because it's not important." He says in a low, almost, growl. I flinch and look back into his eyes. I feel hurt by his words and I don't know why, but I know he sees it in my eyes. His faces flashes with regret but it's quickly covered up with his faces going back to it's hard cold look. I feel my heart stop and my face go pale. His look terrified me making me hold my breath. "Breath." He orders. I start to breathe again and just blink at him. "Now go." He orders me again. I flinch involuntarily at his tone and jump back slightly. "Please don't let me walk home alone." I beg in a quiet voice, looking down at my feet. The next thing I see are his black combat boots right in front of my shoes. I look up into his eyes and he looks down into mine confusion written all over his face. "How come you aren't running yet?" He questions searching my eyes. "I just can't walk home alone, please I'm scared." I hear him chuckle. "You aren't afraid of me? What can possibly be scarier than me?" He asks. "Well, I know you will keep me safe." "Why is that?" He questions raising an eyebrow at me. "You haven't hurt me." "Yet." He mutters, but I roll my eyes.Concluída
Belong to a King
My name is Tristan Dearborn. I was a simple high school graduate. I didn't have many friends or made any, I didn't do much while at home except play Sims after finishing homework because that was my safe haven. However, all of that changed on the night after graduation. I was taken right out of my home by Jairus, a man who claimed his love for me. I didn't even get a say so in it, he just brought me to his world and said that I'd rule with him. Within my "rule" came the kind hearts of some...... and the cruel heart and misjudgement of his father. He made it clear that he doesn't want me to be his son's mate, but Jairus always proves otherwise. My name is Tristan Dearborn. I belong to a king.Concluída
Whispers of The Forgotten
I used to be normal. I was a 17 year old girl, with one more year left of high school. And everything used to be fine. But then they showed up. That's when my life got turned upside down. I started to lose my memory. But I also started to remember too. Loves of my past lives resurface as do my powers. And my Father shows up after 14 years, asking me to do unthinkable things. It's a risky life of mine now as I fight to keep a hold of my humanity, And as I fight to keep my life. But who will I choose when it comes down to the wire? {*¥*} "What are you Braythwell boys doing to me?"Concluída
My crush x me 💜
So this is a book with my imaginary stories with my crush in reality. I will put his first name but not his last name. His name is Charles and he's 15 years old and I am 14. Hope you enjoy it. P.S. There will be smut, threat and violence. Plus he is French but I will write in English.Concluída
Emotionless Control ✔
"Someone didn't get a kiss from his mommy today, huh?" I mock Jace with a smirk, my fists ready to punch. "You really have a death wish, don't you?" He asks me amused. "Yea, help me out a little?" I challenge him, he already thinks that i'm joking until he notices my dead serious face. His eyes twist into surprise, confusion and something i can't decipher. Let the fight begin. ___ My name is Bellatrix Williams. I'll make my life description as short as possible. I'm probably a mixture from psychopath and a sociopath, i haven't been to the rapist recently, sorry to the Therapist recently so i don't exactly know. I'm also a part from a streetfighting community but in school i'm a nerd so my past wouldn't find me or i'm a dead woman, literally. I have a lot of secrets, too many. My secrets are safe until i mess up, the alternative is my death, again. It's a game for my life. Will i survive? *contains inappropriate languageConcluída![Beyblade Fan Fiction [Tsubasa Otori]](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/40073821-256-k874876.jpg)
Beyblade Fan Fiction [Tsubasa Otori]
**THIS STORY IS NOT WRITTEN BY ME** plum50219.deviantart.com <-- The real writer of the story Hi, I'm __n__, I'm a 14-year-old spy for the WBBA, my partner - Tsubasa, he's a year older than me at age 15. We first met three months ago when I was hired by the WBBA to help stop Dark Nebula from taking control of the Beyblade world. We devised a plan to infiltrate and get information to find out the perfect way to bring them down. Since I was a new recruit, and because Tsubasa's a total gentleman, (okay so that's not exactly how it worked out, but... I lost the beybattle.) he said he would be the one to infiltrate and gather information, and so I could take part, and so not to make him seem extra suspicious to Dark Nebula, he would give info back to me for me to report to the head of the WBBA. Seemed like it would work, and in a way it did, but there were definitely bumps in the road ahead.Concluída
My Side
This is a story from a villains perspective. I'm Kit. Just Kit. My parents were expecting a boy when I was born. I was meant to be the greatest villain of all time. They thought a boy would be better for the job, but they got me. I was raised as they would've raised a son. I trained hard. I never went to school. Until now. I am fifteen years old and my mission is to take the best Hero's son. People don't get what made me this way, ruthless, emotionless, deadly... I am here to tell you why I am the way I am. I am Kit and this is MY SIDE.Concluída
THE ISLANDERS ESCAPE
I woke up on a piece of driftwood cold and wet but alive. My head hurt I hissed in pain and looked around there were boys around me fifteen to be precise. I heard whispers come from all around me. Then a boy walked up everyone moved out of their way clearly the leader I got up. Who are you? The boy asked with a slight British accent. Only slightly though almost like it wasn't there. Amelia. I said he nodded. Tom. He said I looked around. Where am I? I asked he sighed. The island of no return. The boy said a shiver when down my spine. ( This story is being told from the pov of the mane character Amelia. )Concluída
I ran as fast as I could. " you can't run away from me forever sweetheart, you are mine." He said, " what do you want from me?" I screamed at the top of my voice. I was frightened. "Isn't it obvious by now?" He asked but it was more of a statement. Suddenly, he was in front of me making me stop abruptly. He placed his hand on my face, and his fingers pierced into my skin, drawing out blood, I winced in pain. He brought his face close to mine. "You, I want you, Deva," Following that, he disappeared into thin air. My eyes flew open. My breathing was faster than usual. I had been dreaming. "It's him... Again" I whispered. "He's the one turning my dreams into nightmares." He's been doing this since the day I turned 15. I'm Deva Devona, a 20-year-old princess and the only daughter of Queen Devina. I grew up without the love of a mother. My Mother, Queen Devina, is a very powerful witch whose only worry is her kingdom. She's very powerful so she's feared by many including werewolves, vampires, and demons. Demons... Excluding the man who has been tormenting me in my dreams, even my mother fears him which means whoever he is, he's a mighty being. Little things I could gather of him told me he was indeed a very powerful person. The most powerful person in the world.
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